This is one of the posts recovered after a botched website move three years ago. It was originally written and published on August 4, 2011.
Are you sure you want to delete this/these file/files/folder/folders/program/programs?""Yes, I'm sure! I think... Gulp."It has been so long since I've had a new computer, I'd forgotten the width and breadth of the process of transferring data from the old to the new, followed by the "sterilizing" of the old machine for re-purposing.It's intense!I've filled an eight-gigabyte portable USB device three times over; waited patiently for hours; checked and rechecked that files have reached their new destination folders; checked and re-checked that those same files have been deleted from their old folders.Along the way, files I thought were important have been summarily dismissed. They didn't make the cut, so to speak.Part of me enjoys the process immensely; loves the feeling I've cleaning out and refreshing.Another part of me - an old, old part of me - gets stuck in millisecond increments on the, "But what if I need it?" factor.It takes vigilance to supercede that factor even today when I understand so much more than I ever have.I'll continue agreeing to delete until I'm done; until my personality has been completely removed from the machine that served me for nearly nine years - about a century in computer years, I suspect.When I'm done, it will be ready for its next owner and then it will be <i>their</i> task to be sure.